Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-09-04

Are yuu working too hzroZ Your lace -
swollen ard fsnry--Mrx Mould stys ycu
look Is II you bad been drinking
Hrs. Mould Was the dresser
IfNrA Mould bad seen me fortnight
before she might well have szid had been
drinking A fortnight, however, Of rest
had done wonders 70, me
/ laughed, but Fit little uneasy
We rang up att.
The house was quite full, besause my
Juliet was popular At Richmond
began with all my former fire and
Yig1r. because / acting again with her
IRE old life came back to me; forgot my
troubles, 1 was really happy, and believe
acted well At All events, the house ap-
plauded. Between the first and second
acts a sudden terror seized me. Ifelt that
the old man wes eating again That passed
OF. because be ate very little But then
be began to drink, and TO drink fast
II was no use fighting against il. be
lieve the villain must have been drinking
raw brandy. because ] was drunk in five
minutes- / staggered and reeled about On
the stage, laughed wildly and sang fool
ishly, md then stumbled down n heap
and could not get up again. The last thing
/ remember Is the angry roar OF poor OLD
Kerrans, besides himself with passion, tell
ing the carpenters 10 carry that drunken
beast sway and throw him into the rad l
heard afterward that they were obliged TO
drop the curtain, and that the eclEt OF poor
JulIst's benefit was entirely spoiled As
for myself. the carpenters carried me out
10 the middle OF Richmond Green, where
they we've going to leave me, only one OF
them had compassion and wheeled me TO
his own house In barrow.
In the morning / returned hastily to
London, sought my cottage at Isilngton
and shut myself in with an agony ofshame
and humiliation
Twas quite crushed by this blow For
the first time ! felt tempted to commit
snicide and end it all. To be sure ought
to have Eoreseen this, and all the other
dreadful things Directly my master. my
owner, got able TO swallow, though he
could not eat, he could drink, and ordered
the most fiery liquor he could procure,
with q view 70 kill me OF and begin with
another victim
But Providence had ruled otherwise
Then began a week Of cruel suffering.
Ny master sent me word by Boule-de-
neige that be intended to finish ME of
nv appetite, he said, had been long fall
ing. and was now perfectly contemplate.
He complained that / had neglected my
part OF the contract, that must have been
przcticing intemperancs-the horrible
hypocrite-to have reduced % tne an ap-
petite TO nothing in q short four months
Therefor he felt obliged to tell me that IN
a week or two should probably ind the
agreement ended. That was his feroclons
way of putting il He meant that In
week should be dead. His words were
prophetic. but not in the sense In which
he meant them.
He drank brandy now He drank It
morning, noon and night. He drank It,
not because he liked it, but in hopes OF
dispztchisg me. was no sooner partially
recovered from one drunken bout, than |
plunged into another.
Host all power Of walking. | could not
move about. ! lay the whole day sick
aud feverish on my bed, or, i'll got up al
all. it was only 10 change 1t for al easy
chair. could eat nothing.
linen Ocgan 10 have 'lSlCne onu &C
specters in my Loneliness and misery.
First l saw all over again the scenes OF
nv early life-my poor deserted mother a,
the tramp who took charge OF me; the
sleep in which l nearly persisted; the
strolling actors with whom | wandered /;
the girl with whom / fell in love. Only
among them all there lowered perpetually
the ugly face of Boule-de-neige, spelling
the pleasant memories, and corrupting the
current OF my thoughts with his 'Cluck-
cluck." and his demoniac grin.
How you do, Massa Lucraft: How
you feel your stumjsck this morning: Ole
nassa him berry herce. Him gwine TO
make the noyeau punch tomorrow. Dat
finish um off. Dat work nm up. You
wait till tomorrow. Massa Lucraft.'
could only groan.
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